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Had a few people out, about 10 including myself. All people that know each other and have been here before. Except one.

He's a guy that one of our friends met at the bar and they have been talking for a bit now. I didn't really know him, but everyone said he a pretty chill guy, real quite and calm.

Theres 6 people at our house at this point.

So this dude gets hammered and wants to sleep in his truck with it running. He's 20. So We tell him we have air mattresses inside, just sleep in the house. He kinda debates for a little while as we try to convince him that hes hammered and if he decided to leave and something happens, not only would we feel terrible about it, we could be held accountable. Keep in mind, we live in farm county. Deer are everywhere.

This goes on for a bit, maybe 15 min.

So Finally I get a bit tired of arguing about it. I say to him "look, your not 21, its my house, its not a discussion or a debate, your sleeping inside"

I don't know why it was such a big deal.

He goes on telling me that I'm not listening to him and all this non sense. Starts getting a little louder. Getting angry and talking down to me and whatnot. I stand up from my chair, calmly. Tell him again, its not a debate. Its our [inappropriate/removed] if something happens.

He's now pissed off and challenging me. I grab his jacket in the chest area, pull, and throw him over my knee. Landing him on his back with me on top. One knee on his gut, the other on his arm. One of my arms holding his other arm and with my other arm, I have my forearm across his throat. 2 others jump in and hold down his legs and arms. One pulls the knife he carries out of his pocket and throws it across the yard.

He fights back for a bit. Telling me how much of a B**** I am for not fighting one on one. I tell him its not a fight, if it was, it would have been over already. Its me telling you what you are and are not going to do. He continues to struggle. I tell him, "I'm going to let you up, slowly, don't try anything, and you can leave"

He walks away to his truck. Then comes back. With a gun in his pocket. Holding the handle, but leaving it in his pocket. We sprint around the house. I grab my .380, brother-in-law (who lives with us) gets his .38, and I grab my 12 gauge and give it to one of our buddies.(I leave everything loaded) I yell out the window telling this guy to leave and I'm going to unload if he doesn't. (not quite that clean language, but I'm sure if you use your imagination, you can paint a picture)

He gets in his truck and leaves. Starts blowing up a few peoples phones with calls and texts. Telling them he wants me to go down the road to this place so we can "settle this".

I'm 26, I'm past that dumb stage of my life. It was actually over for me when I let him up. Until he brought the gun over, then it was fight or flight and my family and friends in danger. Anyways..

We tell him we called the cops and ignore the rest of his crap. He does go on to say that he's going to come back with his friends.

So i'm paranoid. We sit at the kitchen table, with two pistols and a shotgun loaded, for about 1 1/2 hours. We finally get to the point where we don't think he's coming back. We haven't heard anything in a while from him. So we start to go to bed. I get one steel toe unlaced and I hear this truck pull up in front of the house (my house sits close to the road) and he lays on the horn. Its about 3 am.

We scatter away from the front of the house and get my windows on the side to see if anyone is moving around outside. Not knowing how many, if any at all, are with him. Or if they are getting out of the truck or not. My fiance ends up upstairs and can see the truck. Two more guys with him. He continues to blow the horn on and off. Blowing up everyones phone.

We had all the lights off in the house and just sat there waiting to see what they did. He sat there for a solid 5 min before leaving. This was about 2 hours ago.

This guy is not sleeping tonight.

and for those of you wondering, we did call the cops. But just told them that someone has by driving by trying to start a fight and blowing the horn and we "think" he might have a gun. But nothing has happened. We are a bit worried about him being under age and me losing my job over something like that. That, and the cops in this small town suck.